Thank you for stopping by and taking a look at my story. Imaginer is still in its beginning stages. Tentatively inching its way into existence, you could say. So please, bear with me as my characters trundle through a developing plotline while tripping over grammatical errors and awkward sentences. As always, con-crit is very welcome, but those one-liners make me smile just as much :) <- See? Everyone knows stories don't get anywhere without feedback, so let's hear some, yeah?
Now, shoo! What actually needs reading is the story itself, so, may I present to you, dear Watties (if that's what you call yourselves), Imaginer.
The picture seen in the multimedia portion of this page is the original photo used for Imaginer. I can't for the life of me find the link to it, but I do want you guys to know that I found the picture on weheartit.com, and that the image, by no means, belongs to me, save for the title.
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Jasslyn Brookside has always harboured a curiosity for her childhood friend. She can't be blamed: Jacoby Harold is constantly trailed by flowers and plants, the occasional balloon or firework. He isn't the only one. From the day Jasslyn could form t...